Resultados para "muse" en Literatura y ficción

"Bajé la vista hasta la pintura de color verde. Emil acababa de pintarme la piel, y para comprobar que no era imaginación mía, hurgué con el dedo en una de las marcas, de manera que la pintura que cubría la piel del escote se trasladó al dedo. Emil se introdujo el pincel en la boca y se inclinó sobre mí, desabrochándome con las manos los tres botones de la blusa y quitándomela con un ágil movimiento..."

Kal Anderson is a stone-cold fixer, both in the literal and figurative sense. Nicknamed Doctor Death, he prefers to keep his messes confined to his workspace and out of his personal life. Still, when it comes to the notorious Ricci crime family, he can't seem to catch a break. He's not supposed to notice his boss's daughter or engage in any way with her, considering the sordid history he has with both of her parents. Elena Ricci won't let him go without a fight, though. Not with the date of her arranged wedding on the horizon.

"Hon bara stod och lät sig kläs av, plagg för plagg. Och hon lät sig föras bort till soffan och viljelöst arrangeras som Xenia ville ha henne. En arm lätt över pannan, en hand på mellangärdet och vinklade ben, brett isär." Lektor Ingrid Bromley bestämmer sig för att hyra ut en del av sitt sommarhus vid Västerhavet till Xenia. Den unga konstnären med den ljusa hyn och det stora, röda håret skapar oro i Ingrids lugna, välordnade liv. När den sensuella Xenia ber Ingrid sitta modell känner sig Ingrid sedd. Och så börjar hon känna något annat också ...

Charlotte har bara arbetat på Lothars berömda galleri i en vecka när han ber henne att åka på vernissage för att representera galleriet. Charlotte ser det som en stor ära, samtidigt som det också är skrämmande att befinna sig bland så många viktiga människor, speciellt när man är nyutexaminerad konsthistoriker och kvinna i en mansdominerad värld. När hon ser de vackra men objektifierande bilderna av halvnakna kvinnor vet hon inte riktigt vad hon ska tycka. Kanske är det därför hon blir alldeles överrumplad när konstnären vill höra vad hon tycker och dessutom ger henne sitt visitkort.

Sex is my escape. I'll do anything to keep it that way. No one knows my little secret. No one knows the real identity of the woman behind the webcam. By day, I'm Valencia—the sassy social media manager for the Colorado Yetis professional hockey team. By night, I'm Ruby Dix—my masked alter ego. It's the best of both worlds, as long as my two identities don't cross. But those worlds collide when the grumpy veteran hockey player and the charismatic rookie grab my attention online… And then at work.

Erotica author Kate McMannis has crippling writer's block and a deadline in less than two months. When a beautiful woman named Erato appears at her house and claims to be her muse, Kate isn't certain whether Erato is mentally ill or truly her supernatural savior. Either way, when the incredible sex Erato offers leads to genuine inspiration, Kate isn't inclined to refuse her unusual brand of help.

Charlotte har kun arbejdet på Lothars anerkendte galleri i en uges tid, da han beder hende tage til en fernisering og repræsentere galleriet. Det er både en ære og en skræmmende oplevelse at blande sig med så mange vigtige mennesker, specielt når man er nyuddannet kunsthistoriker og endda er kvinde i en mandsdomineret verden. Da hun ser de smukke, men objektiviserende billeder af halvnøgne kvinder, ved hun ikke helt, hvad hun skal mene. Måske er det derfor, hun bliver hylet ud af den, da kunstneren ønsker at høre hendes mening og giver hende sit visitkort.

Charlotte has only been working at Lothar's renowned art gallery for about a week when he asks her to go to an exhibition as a representative of the gallery. It is both an honour and a scary experience to mingle with so many talented people, especially when one is a recently graduated Art History student, and also a woman in a male-dominated world. When she sees the beautiful but objectifying paintings of half-naked women, she's not quite sure how she feels. Maybe that's why she gets so confused when the artist wants to hear her opinion and gives her his business card.

I am sex. I have built my image, client by client. I call myself successful because they call me mistress. It doesn't matter who I am involved with. My arrangements always start with a contract. No exceptions. Until them. The sweet couple walked into my class and shook everything up. Luke wants to be dominated. His wife, Camila wants to dominate. Who am I to say no to a couple who is eager to learn? Except contracts aren't made to protect feelings, especially the ones I never saw coming. They have what I want—what I've been missing. But I'm what they want. Can I let them in?

After getting royally screwed over by one too many online dates, it's perfect. I'm done with relationships. The night I run into Easton, my ex's best friend, and then Vincent, everything changes. They offer everything I want and more. I sign on the dotted line and am thrown into a world of spankings, restraints, and demands for my submission by Easton, the one I shouldn't want, and Vincent, the man who likes when I call him daddy. I'm completely at their mercy. They command my body, but my heart follows their demands for trust, too.

"Noëlle slet i hans tomtekläder som var exklusiva men inte svåra att få av. Rocken var bara stängd med ett skärp i midjan och byxorna satt uppe med resår." Det är sista lördagen innan julafton och Noëlle är som vanligt sent ute med julshoppingen. När hon kliver in på NK byter hon några ord med den skojfriska jultomten som står i entrén innan hon ger sig in i kommersen. På vägen ut går Noëlle förbi tomten igen, och när han ser att hon har händerna fulla erbjuder han henne bärhjälp.

Life is simple for Gurt. He's a reliable lad who does whatever he's told and keeps secrets. And that's important because Castle Underberry is full of dirty secrets. He has no history, no family, and no job title. But he's comfortable, well-fed, and very well-entertained, so long as he does whatever odd job needs doing.

Charlotte ist verunsichert. Erst seit kurzem arbeitet sie als Kunsthistorikerin in einer Galerie und schon soll sie die Ausstellung und Vernissage eines bekannten Künstlers organisieren. Der scheint offenbar nicht nur eine Vorliebe für nackte Frauen zu haben, sondern sieht auch noch unglaublich gut aus. Als er Charlotte seine Visitenkarte zusteckt, kann sie der Versuchung nicht widerstehen und ruft ihn an. Noch hat sie keine Ahnung, was für ein heißes, prickelndes, erotisches Abenteuer auf sie wartet.

Charlotte tinha trabalhado na aclamada galeria de Lothar por apenas uma semana quando ele a pede para ir numa vernissage representando a galeria. É uma honra e uma experiência assustadora conviver com tantas pessoas importantes, especialmente quando você é um recém-formado historiador de arte e uma mulher em um mundo dominado por homens. Quando ela vê imagens bonitas, porém objetificantes, de mulheres seminuas, ela não sabe o que dizer. Talvez seja por isso que ela é empurrada para fora dela, pois o artista quer ouvir sua opinião e dá a ela seu cartão de visita.

Juliet knows exactly what she wants—to display her art and soul for all the world to view. The last thing she sees in her vision is a talented rake, but that’s exactly what Juliet finds in the tempting Theo, Marquess of Camden. As talented and off-limits as Theo is, Juliet soon finds herself falling headfirst into what could be quite a salacious scandal with the sinful artisan rake in her midst. Is their love the masterpiece she’s been searching for? Or will Juliet’s dreams shatter more than just Theo’s artistic aspirations?

It's my second day here and I haven't written one word. Can you still get writer's block if you're not a real writer? It's all a disaster until I'm wandering through the woods and see some much-needed inspiration. It comes in a big, bearded, growly package. His name is Jayden Rowe and he's a rugged mountain man who says he owns everything on this mountain. Including me. Suddenly, with Jayden's shirtless body to gawk at while he chops wood, the words start flowing and my book comes alive.

I go for my son. A lie, whispered to God and myself every Friday as I lead Quasimodo from the sanctuary of Notre Dame to the sin of the street faire. I go for his smile, for his enjoyment. More lies. I go for her: The Embermage. She is temptation. She is forbidden. She is sin—yet one I cannot resist. Her fire calls to a darkness deep within me, stirring feelings and urges that must remain buried. For months, I've watched from the safety of the crowd: to look, but to never, ever touch. Until one night, when I get far too close. She perceives me, beckons to me...

Ronan: This world was never meant for me—a shadowed figure wandering, fueled by carnal desires until I am destined for hell. And I embrace it wholeheartedly. But then she came into the picture after my successful hunt at a local coffee shop. She offered me a simple act of kindness, and in that moment, I was consumed by her. My obsession with Everly knows no bounds, and there is no escape. Her fate is to become one with me, bound by darkness and consumed by our twisted desires.

In one night, I lost everything. My ship, my crew, my freedom, and nearly my life—but none of it hurt as much as losing my lover Scarlett. Her scorned fiancé now holds her captive, and unless I do something, she’ll be forced to marry the devil within a week. Remaining undetected with a curse eating me alive proves damn near impossible, but at least our plan was simple: get in, get Scarlett, and get out. There’s only one obstacle. Her.

Cedric needs medicine—better yet, a f--king miracle—but given that we’re trapped in Neverland, I’m forced to turn to our enemies for help, the ones we’ve been slaughtering at any and every opportunity: Neverland’s natives. It’s suicide, but if death is what I risk to give him a chance, so be it. Only… they don’t kill me. One of them saves me. I may be her prisoner, but there’s something more between us, something as forbidden as it is intoxicating. And as the lines between love and hate grow more blurred by the hour, I’m faced with an impossible choice.